Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery-Chapter 376 - 334: A Sword Extinguishes a Group

The voice of Immortal Luling was soft and soothing.

It carried a certain Taoist essence, a single sentence containing the meaning of dozens of phrases, prompting the crowd to engage in much deeper thought.

"Nascent Soul, Golden Pill shattered, Nascent Soul emerges."

"At this time, the Nascent Soul, having merged with the cultivator’s mana and Divine Soul, possesses the innate ability for instant movement, and can exist independently as a living entity. It also has the well-known ability to seize other bodies."

"It has a lifespan of up to one thousand two hundred years!"

Many students couldn’t help revealing a longing desire.

"That’s the span of several generations of mortals."

"It can be said that Nascent Soul monks are life forms between energy and physical matter, born with the capability to command the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi, the favored ones of Spiritual Energy. Any magic performed through the Nascent Soul will have far greater power than below it."

"A Domain is an area formed when the Divine Sense of a Nascent Soul monk, a semi-energetic life form, melts into the heavens and the earth."

"Within this area, the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi is controlled by their Divine Sense, and without their permission, cultivators of lower stages lose control over the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi and can only resist with the mana within their bodies, which cannot be replenished."

"Experience it for yourselves."

The thought of Immortal Luling moved.

Boom!

In the Divine Sense view of Foundation-building cultivators like Jiang Ding and An Siyan, the surrounding kilometers of Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi became agitated at that moment.

From being free and disordered, it transformed into a special arrangement, carrying a terrifying aura of annihilating spirits. Even a slight touch of Divine Sense to this Spiritual Energy would cause intense pain.

Even more terrifying was the fact that the Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi, which had been sensed in their Divine Sense as normal as air and breath since the Qi Practicing Phase, suddenly became undetectable.

"This feeling..."

Jiang Ding’s expression changed.

It was like a fish deprived of water. His body swayed a bit. He could no longer employ the outside Heavenly Earth Spiritual Qi, not even able to maintain the most basic levitation spell, forced to rely on mana, which couldn’t be replenished.

It was like arriving in the Dharma-Ending City Age.

If this condition persisted for too long, it was feared that cultivators would fall from the sky like fishes without water. ƒгeewёbnovel.com

Not to mention resisting an attack.

Similar situations abounded around him, with some people even dropping dozens of meters, their faces flushed red as they climbed back up, shakily and with incomplete control over their mana.

"When you join the Air-Space Army of the Nascent Soul monks, remember not to stray outside the bounds of the Domain," continued Immortal Luling without dissipating the Domain.

"Battles between Nascent Soul monks usually start from the clash of Domains. The combat pattern of the Air-Space Army is similar, often barraging with the Air-Space Motherships, Air-Space Battleships, and Air-Space Warplanes before contact, smashing the enemy Nascent Soul monk’s Domain to pieces, and then attacking the enemy Nascent Soul monk’s body."

"Externally, that’s the case. Internally, you should learn to sense the Domain of your army leader while maintaining the Air-Space Army Formation, and strive to make every attack align with the rhythm of the Domain.

Rest assured, the Domain will actively cooperate with you, and it’s not as terrifyingly difficult as you might imagine..."

Immortal Luling explained in detail how the Air-Space Army conducted their attacks, defense, maneuvers, and other precautions, discussing the necessary knowledge reserves and practices required.

The amount of knowledge delivered per minute was enough to overwhelm the Divine Soul of a Qi Practitioner on the spot.

After three consecutive days.

"That will be all for today’s theory lesson. Remember to reflect on it after class and ask questions if you don’t understand," said Immortal Luling as the lesson concluded.

"Next, we will begin role-playing exercises rotating between Air-Space Group officers and soldiers."

Immortal Luling retracted the Domain.

Everyone, as if pardoned, hurriedly sat cross-legged in the air, taking the time to recover their body’s mana.

As practitioners of Jing-level Cultivation Methods, just levitating had depleted a significant amount of their mana, which was normally unimaginable.

"Nascent Soul, it’s already non-human."

Jiang Ding also felt a lingering fear, taking several hours to fully restore the mana in his body.

Around him, students boarded the Air-Space Warplanes. As a group, the 108 warplanes of three battalions, after years of joint training, operated with extreme proficiency, formations upon formations dense and compact, the regimental-level Army Formation instantly in place.

Jiang Ding took out the Fog Spirit Pearl, his Divine Sense probing into it.

The further he got, the less interested he became in group combat formations. Once sure he could pass, he stopped focusing on that aspect.

"Wait a moment, don’t go in yet, or you’ll pass out," Immortal Luling’s voice reached his ears.

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Jiang Ding looked over with confusion.

"Today’s group-level army formation drill will change its theme,"

Immortal Luling clapped his hands, attracting the attention of other students: "Today’s combat objective is how to deal with the attacks of the Taoist disciples from the Nine Great Immortal Sects from the Outer Realm."

"Where did these Taoist disciples from the Nine Great Immortal Sects come from..."

Students like Huang Yan were taken aback and then turned their gaze toward a young man in green clothes not far away, who was holding a treasure pearl, preparing for cultivation.

Ever since he demonstrated the power of a Golden Pill last time, they had checked the publicly available information and were amazed at his potential, suspecting that this fellow was a Taoist disciple infiltrating the Xianmen Sect.

"Let’s begin."

Without further explanation, Immortal Luling waved his sleeve robe, and Jiang Ding appeared about fifty kilometers away.

Meanwhile, the temporary commander of the Air-Space Group also finished voting.

Unsurprisingly, it was Huang Yan, who was at the Latter Stage of Foundation Building. Most of the cultivators at the Peak of Foundation Building were over a hundred years old, some in retreat, some planning their Foundation Establishment. They rarely attended classes, as they had already accumulated enough credits through cultivation.

"That’s great!"

"What about these Taoist disciples from the Nine Great Immortal Sects?"

Huang Yan was thrilled as he took over the formation nexus of the Air-Space Group. A third-grade middle-tier group-level army formation swiftly took shape, and he laughed heartily: "Xianmen men never single you out for a duel. Just overwhelm with a remote attack and directly finish you off."

He was unwilling to accept how he had been effortlessly struck down by a burst of Sword Qi last time.

"Huang Yan, don’t be a suicidal antagonist,"

Jin Lingfeng said somewhat dissatisfied: "Jiang Ding is very cunning, not like those Dari Swordsmen who the Xianmen Sect just encountered. Pay attention."

"So what if he’s cunning?"

Huang Yan snorted coldly: "The Xianmen Sect has encountered many cunning cultivators, and all have fallen one by one."

The Spirit Particle Sonar spread out, covering a hundred kilometers. It was enough to leave no place for an average Middle Jindan Stage cultivator to hide, even a flying mosquito could be seen clearly.

"As long as we bombard him recklessly, can he still..."

Huang Yan’s expression of confidence changed: "Where is he?"

Within the hundred kilometers covered by the Spirit Particle Sonar, not a hair could be found.

Information is life.

For Xianmen cultivators, nothing was worse than losing all information about the enemy.

"He’s suddenly disappeared."

"The Spirit Particle Sonar shows no sign."

The other students who were watching their target enemy also changed expressions and cursed: "Huang Yan, for god’s sake, don’t just stand there. Quickly maneuver backward, then overload the third-grade middle-tier Spirit Particle Sonar electromagnetic array to drag him out!"

"Oh, right away!"

Huang Yan switched formations in a flurry.

Composed of elite Foundation-building cultivators from Xianmen, the Air-Space Group made a turn, the tailwings expelling streams of air, and countless Array Patterns spread across a dozen kilometers receding quickly backward, traveling much faster than an average Middle Jindan Stage cultivator.

At the same time, the third-grade middle-tier Spirit Particle Sonar array scanned frantically, again and again, almost exceeding the range of a Middle Jindan Stage cultivator’s Divine Sense.

"Nothing!"

"Still nothing!"

"Keep retreating..."

As if an invisible pressure and killing intent approached, Huang Yan sweated profusely, continually reporting the group’s information and seeking support from others.

Clang!

The Sword Intent of Destruction suddenly emerged.

All the students felt a chill in their hearts, intimidated, and briefly lost their perception. By the time they recovered, a faint blue Sword Qi appeared outside the cockpit of the war machine, sending shivers down their spines.

At the center of the layered formation nexus, Huang Yan was even more suppressed by an Azure Flying Sword, daring not to make a move, as the third-grade middle-tier army formation was slashed into disarray.

Outside the army formation.

"Everyone needs to improve their scouting abilities,"

Jiang Ding bowed slightly, then disappeared.

A moment later, he appeared next to Immortal Luling, holding a Fog Spirit Pearl and entering a deep level of meditative cultivation.

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